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Does Joan Wheeler have any thoughts of her own – follow up January 28, 2010

Posted by Ruth in Uncategorized.
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On January 27 and 28 2010, Joan copies and pastes other people’s blog posts onto her Forbidden Family blog. They are from Bastard Nation and Lori Colangelo, and are discussions about the efforts of the world to rescue and adopt orphaned children from Haiti. Joan does leave very short comments to these copied posts, both very short, and one is just a link to another adoption discussion site.

Joan says nothing about the very real tragedy that has befallen Haiti. NOTHING. All she does is whine about the Buffalo News reporting about a Buffalo attorney and his wife who are in the process of adopting a Haitian child. An adoption that was begun BEFORE the earthquake. All Joan has to say is go and on about semantics. That the Buffalo News calls them parents, when the adoption isn’t finalized yet.  This is one of Joan’s problems. She gets stuck on terminology. Why once, back in 1985, after I had my miscarriage, she got bent out of shape because the medical terminology for a miscarriage is “spontaneous abortion.” Joan wanted to know if I was offended by my medical records read “spontaneous abortion.” I explained to her that the word abortion means a “stop” to something. From the word “abort.” Even NASA uses the word abort.

Popular culture has always taken a word and misused it to the point that the meaning of the word changes.  For example, gay used to mean happy. Now it means homosexual. When a woman elects to stop her pregnancy, the medical terminology was always “elective abortion” of the fetus. Popular culture shortened it down to “abortion.” Now when people say the word “abortion” they automatically think of someone killing their fetus.

Joan may have a point, to a degree about terminology and semantics. But it seems that she stuck on it. All she can think of these days is getting labels right? That the attorney and his wife are not adoptive parents yet, but merely “prospective adoptive parents?” Has she no thoughts at all about the tragedy in Haiti? Did she even think to TRY to help out? I have shut-off notices from my gas and electric companies. I’m on payment arrangements for my water bill.  My husband, a heart patient, (post open-heart bypass surgery, 2003) had a hernia operation this past July. He is 67. He is trying to stick it out and work til he’s 70 to get the highest Social Security payments he can. If he waits til then, he’ll get over $400. more per month, than if he retires now. So he takes it day by day. He works at a little job, paying just over minimum wage. His income will DOUBLE when he retires in 3 /2 years. We’re trying to hold on to then. — So, even with our financial problems, after the earthquake, we had only $20.00 in our checking account. We donated it, via Wegmans, to help out Haiti. I also donated blood.

I wonder if ANY of these adopted reform people who keep screaming bloody murder over people wanting to adopt children orphaned by natural disasters helped out in ANY way?

This blog is supposed to be about me finding lies made by Joan Wheeler in her book Forbidden Family or on her blog, and telling the truth about said lie. I purposely have kept my mouth shut about my views on adoption, except when it was relevant to statements that Joan has said about me, or if it was relevant to my history or my family’s history. But I’m going to say my piece about rescuing and adopting children that are orphaned through natural disasters.

WHAT THE HELL ELSE DO YOU WANT TO DO WITH THESE LITTLE INNOCENT  VICTIMS??

Like the NAMELESS children? Those whose whole families were killed by the earthquake? Like the infant who was rescued alive from his dead mother’s arms? They don’t know who this baby is, what is name is, what his family’s whereabouts are.  Does he even have any more family that is alive? What should we do with him. Call him Baby John Doe and stick him in an orphanage – an instution for the next 18 years?

Let me tell you something – I was in the Immaculate Heart of Mary Children’s Home for one year, 1959 – 1960. It was run by the Felician Nuns. It was an okay place. We had a roof over our heads, hot meals, clothes, schooling. We had medical and dental care on site, a priest and a chapel so we had all the services of a real Catholic Church. We had dance and music lessons. There was a gym. No swimming pool. An outdoor playground – swings, etc. An indoor playroom, library. We even had a small movie theatre. We saw FIRST RUN – The Seventh Voyage of Sinbad at our theatre! I still remember the Halloween party we had, and the outing to the AMA’s store at the Thruway Plaza to see Santa Claus. And we did go see the Ice Capades and the Ringling Brothers Circus at Memorial Auditorium.

But did we have home-cooked meals? Someone to tuck us into bed and sing lulabyes to us? A kiss and a hug when we did good in school? A kiss and a hug when we tripped and fell down and scraped our knees?

Our food was adequate, but boring. Oatmeal every single morning. To this day, I will NOT eat oatmeal. Neither will my husband. He spent 5 years in the German-Catholic Orphan Home, in the late 40’s. This was also run by the Catholic nuns. They must have gotten bulk rates for oatmeal.  Boring breakfast. Oatmeal.   Oatmeal.   Oatmeal.  Oatmeal.   Oatmeal.   Oatmeal.   Oatmeal.    Oatmeal.   Oatmeal.  Oatmeal.   Oatmeal.   Oatmeal.   Oatmeal.  Oatmeal.  Oatmeal.

No scrambled eggs. No fried eggs, over easy. Not even Cheerios, Corn Flakes, so you could forget about Sugar Smacks, Fruit Loops, Lucky Charms.  And to tell you the truth, I don’t even remember what they gave us for lunch and dinner. I do remember the awful Cod Liver Oil.  The old-timers knew their stuff – it was “good for what ail’s ya!”  “Keeps away colds and flu!”  Today, it is marketed as “fish oil” in palatable soft gels. It is high in Omega 3 oil. (very heart healthy). I get mine from Vitamin World;  it is easily digested, very rarely do I get a “fish-burp.”

I was in the orphanage for only one year, until my stepmother got out of the psych center, and my dad recovered from his broken leg from a car accident. But there were kids there who had no one to take them “home.” Their home was the orphanage.  Imagine having a bunch of nuns to be your mom. And yeah, we did go see the Ice Capades and the Circus, but where is the mommy to take you shopping? Even a little jaunt to the local Wal-Mart? How about the dad to take you to the zoo? or a ballgame? How about participating in bake sales for you school class. A mommy to help you make those cupcakes in the first place? A mommy you can make Mother’s Day cards for and give? AND Father’s Day cards. How about your very own Christmas Tree in your very own living room? with multiple presents with YOUR name on it, not just ONE  generic wrapped box with no name on it. maybe someone forgot to take the “girl” or “boy” tag off, so a girl wouldn’t get stuck with a truck or a boy with a doll.  Yeah, it sure was interesting to see all 20 plus of us girls opening up the boxes to find —- the very same doll in each box.

My dormintory was interesting. There was one long hall, with lots of beds. I was in a small room on the side, 4 beds. Plain beds. With one little nightstand. Lockers for our clothes.  No four poster princess beds for us. No pink  Barbie bedspreads for us. No SquareBob SpongePants, Star Wars, Mickey Mouse or race car bedsets for us. No posters of the latest teen idol for us.

When we got sick, we went to the infirmary. A little hospital. The girl’s wing had about 10 beds in it. When we got sick, we got stuck there. So as not to infect the general populace. When we puked, a nun cleaned it and us up. But nobody to hold us while we cried with a horrible sore throat.  Or a bad earache. We got our eardrops, and sent back to bed, to cry ourselves back to sleep.

So this is what Joan and all the other anti-adoption people want for little kids who got no real mommies and daddies. I lived it for a year. It was hell. I was taken care of. All my physical and educational needs were met. I made some friends there. We even had some fun there. But make no mistake: IT WAS HELL!

January 29, 2010, 8:21am.   —  I just now, reading over this, had a memory flash.  ok, I was 7 years old, 2nd grade when I was in the orphanage. I don’t remember the exact calendar day I went there, or being brought there. But I do remember, and this had to have happened the first day – MY HAIR BEING CUT OFF!

I was 7 years old, my hair was never cut in my life! Except for trimming my bangs, my hair was so long, my braids went past my butt. But because I was in an institution, and probably for State-regulated health codes to prevent lice infection, my hair was cut off.  (no, I didn’t get a buzz cut, I was left with a shorty-do). And they shampooed me with lice shampoo. I didn’t know it was lice shampoo at the time, all I know is that it stung. I was a little tomboy, the stinging didn’t bother me. It was having my hair cut off that bothered me.

When I was 5 years old, me and my sisters and brothers went to appear on the Uncle Jerry’s Club, a local kid’s TV variety talent show. It was set up like a little Las Vegas show room. Tables for the audience, stage for the show. The audience was the kids who were not performing. We had cookies and milk or pop. And we watched the show. Uncle Jerry (I’m not sure what his real name was) would come thru the audience and “interview” some of us kids. And I got interviewed. My hair was not braided, but flowing loose down my back and Uncle Jerry stopped and complimented me on my hair. I told him, on camera (live TV) that my grandma fixed my hair for the show. I loved my hair. And it had to be cut short. My sister Kathy was livid when she saw that they cut my hair.

So Joan, and all you anti-adoption people, who want to keep little kids in institutions,  you bitch and moan about how YOUR rights were taken away when you were adopted. You think leaving kids in an orphanage would be better. IT’S NOT! WHERE WERE MY RIGHTS TO HAVE LONG HAIR?  And anyways, when you’re a kid, whether you live with your natural parents, foster parents, in an orphanage, or with adopted parents, the bottom line: YOU DON’T HAVE MUCH OF A SAY IN HOW YOU ARE BROUGHT UP! You are told when to get up, your breakfast is served, you don’t have a choice when you’re 5 years old as to what school you go to. In fact, if you live in a city, you never do: the school district tells you what school you attend. And that is determined where you live. Kids don’t have say in where they live. Their parents or guardians do. I could go on and on, but I think you get my point.

UNTIL YOU ARE AN ADULT,  YOUR LIFE IS NOT YOUR OWN. DECISIONS ARE MADE FOR AND ABOUT YOU AND THAT’S THE BOTTOM LINE. So Joan, get over it. So people made decisions for you when you were three months old. Yeah, nobody asked you. Like you could say yes or no? You couldn’t even talk then you idiot. Nobody asked ME my opinion about my life when I was 3 months old!!!  Decisions were made for me until I was 18 and moved out on my own. I got a job. I have been working ever since. I have been in charge of my life since then. Before that, my father was in charge. That’s how life is Joan.  YOU had control over YOUR kids, so where were THEIR rights? mmmm?

Things happen in EVERY kid’s life that they are not happy about it. Then they grow up and move on. MOVE ON JOAN! This shit all happened more than 50 years ago!!!!

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Does Joan Wheeler have any thoughts of her own ? January 28, 2010

Posted by Ruth in Having Fun with Disfunctionality.
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Does Joan Wheeler have any thoughts of her own – except to put down her “stupid” family? Yes, that’s what she called us on her blog.  Stupid. Thank you dear sister. Hey Joan, remember that letter you sent me in 1997 for the 25th anniversary of our reunion? Where you wrote the following: “For some reason, you don’t like me.” roflmao! Why should I like someone who calls me stupid? At the time, (1997) I wasn’t liking you because of your stealing from me, lying about me, trying to break me and my then fiance (now husband) up, calling my place of employment for months trying to get me fired and for sending me a lying letter telling me my man got the next door neighbor pregnant. lol. I still don’t like you.

Guest Post by Kathy Inglis January 25, 2010

Posted by Ruth in Refuting Joan Wheelers statements.
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(Joan Wheeler writes) ‘As author of FF I don’t have any words these days…’

That’s cos she can’t, or won’t, think for herself, so all she does these days is copy other people’s words about Haitian orphans-at least she credits THEM. Are we supposed to think the reason words fail her is she is genuinely affected by the scale of human tragedy in Haiti-a tragedy which encompasses the ENTIRE Haitian population, not only prospective adoptees? Perhaps if JW were to use her OWN words to express genuine empathy for the Haitian people as a whole, rather than, as always, use other people’s thoughts and ideas to promote her own agenda, she would redeem what little is left of her ‘professional and personal credibility’. Or are her OWN words reserved for attacking and lying about her own birth family? Just a thought, and my opinion. But I wouldn’t want JW to think I’m attacking her.

Ruth’s Thoughts:

Yes, I am well aware of Joan’s inability to think for herself. I have noticed several key phrases taken from me and my blog, (and cleverly changed the spelling of a mild oath I like to use), key phrases from our eldest sister Gert’s open letter to Joan, key phrases from Chayelet’s blog too!

A lot of Joan’s rhetoric seems to also have been lifted from a certain adoption reform site, whose owner is a tad on the radical side.  Joan paraphrases this person, and even uses several key phrases of that person. I noticed recently that links to Joan’s blog has been removed from that site. Are people finally getting to see the “real” Joan Wheeler? The one that her adoptive and natural families have known for years? The sneaky, lying, thieving, abusive real Joan Wheeler.

A snake always sheds it’s skin, to reveal it’s true hidden identity.

Forbidden Family by Joan Wheeler should be revised January 22, 2010

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This blog dedicated to my mother and my father. And my son. For their honor.                          Blood is not enough. You have to earn it.                      Respect gets you points. Disrespect gets you demerits.  What will you have placed on The Scales of Ma’at?                   sister site: The Three Sippel Sisters  I am who I am. I say whats on my mind. – You don’t like that? oh well! no skin off my back. lol.

new post:  gosh, I hit a nerve. settle down Potsie!  posted February 26, 3:30 pm   click on title or scroll down past this “sticky” post!

amended post: Forbidden Family, by Joan Wheeler pages 316, 324, and 330 Clear evidence of lies January 28, 2010, clarification of what ACD means in legal terms and proof that Joan is a filthy liar, RE: me being placed on probation. ACD means Adjournment in Consideration for Dismissal, a far cry from probation.

Okay, I think I need new glasses.  What I read this morning was actually posted on January 13 2009, a year ago. lol.  Or maybe I was having a senior moment. I don’t know. But anyways, I’m  going to leave this post up in it’s entirety. Because I think what I write is a clear consice listing of just a FEW of the lies that I have found in the book Forbidden Family by Joan Wheeler. I have discussed all of these things in much greater detail elsewhere in this blog. So  if the following list intrigues you, go get yourself a cup of java, herbal tea, maybe something stronger. Get comfy and start reading. And if any of my relatives (and I know some of you are visiting), want to borrow the actual book, just let me know.

Forbidden Family is currently being revised. So it was reported on January 13 2010. (geez, I can’t believe I read that wrong).  Duh!

Word of advice to Joan Wheeler: GET THAT PICTURE OF ME AND MY SISTERS OFF YOUR BACK COVER. YOU NEVER GOT OUR PERMISSION TO USE OUR PICTURE.

More words of advice: STOP SLANDERING AND LIBELING ME.

You better get the facts straight this time.

YOU DID NOT GET MULTIPLE ORDERS OF PROTECTION AGAINST ME OR MY SISTERS.

I WAS NEVER ARRESTED.

I WAS NEVER PLACED ON PROBATION.

I NEVER CALLED CHILD ABUSE ON YOU.

*THERE WAS NO “THREE MONTHS OF COURT BATTLES” IN 1993 OR 1994. OR 1997 (as you report last month to justanswers.com – what’s the matter? Can’t get your lies straight? Pick a year, any year, it’s all a lie!)  — Question – in your book you say the court battle was in summer of 1994 over the phoney child abuse call in December 93. I have posted the here in this blog, letters written by YOU, Joan Wheeler to the Child Abuse department in Albany New York, dated December 31, 1994 about the call made in December 1994. I have also scanned and posted letters written by YOU, Joan Wheeler dated December 1994 and March 1995, concerning this child abuse call, and sent to MY fiance. You sent those letters to his mother’s house and was trying to break him and me up. (didn’t work). GET YOUR FACTS STRAIGHT. IF YOU WANTED TO WRITE A SERIOUS BOOK, BE SERIOUS. IF YOU WANT PEOPLE TO TAKE YOU SERIOUSLY, GET YOUR FACTS STRAIGHT. AND GET YOUR LIES STRAIGHT.

I DID NOT SEND YOU THAT DISGUSTING MR. CLEAN NOTE.

PROFESSOR RENE HOKSBERGEN NEVER CAME TO MY HOUSE. I NEVER YELLED AT HIM.  I NEVER YELLED AT YOU IN FRONT OF HIM. HE NEVER MET MY HUSBAND.

WE SIPPEL CHILDREN AND OUR STEPBROTHER J.G. NEVER WITNESSED OUR FATHER’S SECOND WIFE BEING PUT IN A STRAIGHTJACKET AND PUT SCREAMING IN AN AMBULANCE.

I WAS NOT DRUNK WHEN I CALLED YOU IN 1972 TO FIND OUT WHERE YOU WERE LIVING.

MY FATHER WAS NOT COERCED INTO GIVING YOU UP FOR ADOPTION.

MY FATHER DID NOT ALMOST BURY MY MOTHER IN THE NUDE. (you slimeball).

MY FATHER’S NEPHEW DID NOT ALMOST PUNCH HIM AT MY MOTHER’S FUNERAL.

MY SISTERS AND I ARE NOT HARASSING YOU OR INTERFERING WITH YOUR LIFE, YOUR CHILDREN OR YOUR MOTHER.

YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS SENDING HARASSING LETTERS. LIKE THE LETTER YOU SENT ME TO TELL ME MY HUSBAND GOT THE NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR PREGNANT. AGAIN, GET YOUR LIES STRAIGHT. YOU TOLD ME IN SAID LETTER THEY HAD A BABY GIRL IN 1994. NO, THERE WERE ONLY 2 BABIES BORN TO WOMEN IN THAT HOUSE, 1987 (year we moved there) to January 2009 when the house was demolished. AND BOTH THOSE BABIES WERE BOYS. DANNY M. AND JESSE S. (note, I will be reposting my post concerning this lie and reposting the actual letter Joan sent to me.)

I NEVER CALLED YOU AT YOUR BOYFRIEND BRIAN’S HOUSE. (sorry, didn’t know the phone number). AS FOR THE “BORROWED” MONEY, YOU LIAR: YOU AND YOUR HUSBAND STOLE IT FROM ME FROM OUR JOINT CHECKING ACCOUNT. YOU DIPPED INTO IT TO FIX YOUR CAR WITHOUT MY PERMISSION. COLBY TOOK 500 BUCKS TO BUY FIREWORKS, (with my permission) BUT NEVER REPLACED IT. HE BLEW IT AT THE STRIP JOINT AT THE CORNER OF TRANSIT AND GENESEE. (pig). MY MONEY WENT FOR HIM TO GET HIS ROCKS OFF AT A STRIP JOINT!!!

I DID NOT GO INTO YOUR ATM AND TAKE MONEY OUT OF YOUR BANK ACCOUNT THREE TIMES AND BOUNCE YOUR RENT CHECK, YOUR SLIMEY HUSBAND DID THAT. AND I GOT THE BLAME FOR IT. YOU ARE BOTH PIGS.

YEAH, THE STUPID ARSEHOLE. AGREES TO BE INTERVIEWED ON CAMERA ABOUT HIS ADDICTION TO STRIPPERS. A COLLEGE STUDENT MAKING HIS CLASS PROJECT, A FILM ABOUT STRIPPERS AND THE MEN WHO GO TO STRIP JOINTS. AND COLBY ADMITTED ON CAMERA THAT HE WITHDREW MONEY FROM THE ATM THREE TIMES AND BOUNCED A RENT CHECK. HE ADMITTED THAT HE LIES TO HIS WIFE ABOUT HIS PAYCHECK AND MONEY AND TAKES THE MONEY AND BLOWS IT AT THE STRIP JOINT. WHEN JOAN SAW THIS COLLEGE STUDENT’S FILM ON A PUBLIC ACCESS CABLE CHANNEL AND FINDS OUT THE TRUTH OF THE MATTER, DOES SHE APOLOGIZE TO ME FOR BLAMING ME FOR GOING TO AN ATM AND STEALING FROM HER? HELL NO.

MEANWHILE, HIS CHILDREN HAVE NO CHRISTMAS PRESENTS SO MONEY THAT WAS PROMISED TO BE REPAID TO ME FROM YOUR THEFTS HAD TO GO TO THEM. YEAH, AUNT RUTH PROVIDED CHRISTMAS 1990 TO JOAN’S KIDS, WHILE RUTH’S CAR WENT UNREPAIRED (because we couldn’t afford it) AND RUTH AND UNCLE JOHN WAS FREEZING AT THE BUS STOP THANKS TO JOAN AND COLBY: LIARS, THEIVES AND DEADBEATS. (can we say thank you to Aunt Ruth kiddies for your Christmas that year, that she never intended to provide? ) No? Yeah, go ahead and believe your lying mother. She gave birth to you. Providing Christmas for you is HER responsibility, NOT MINE. BUT I WAS FORCED INTO IT. BECAUSE JOAN AND COLBY PROMISED THEIR HALF OF THE LAWYER’S REFUND BUT THEN JOAN CALLS ME UP AND DICTATES TO ME THAT THEY WERE GOING TO KEEP IT. TO BUY CHRISTMAS PRESENTS FOR HER KIDS, WHILE HER WORKING HUSBAND WAS BLOWING MY MONEY AND HIS FAMILY’S MONEY AT THE STRIP JOINT. Joan and Colby: sleazeballs. And Colby comes to my house the second week of December 1990 with a lousy TEN BUCKS. (like ten bucks will go far in fixing my car). He then whines to me, “Can’t you just accept half (of the lawyer’s refund), I don’t want to go home and hear Joni yell.” CAN WE SAY PU–Y-WHIPPED? — oh yes we can, because he lists on his facebook he likes domination. lol. BUT I DON’T. I DON’T LIKE THE FACT THAT MY MONEY WAS STOLEN FROM ME DESPITE THE FACTS THAT THESE TWO LIARS PROMISED ME I WOULDN’T LOSE ANY MONEY THRU THE REAL ESTATE CONTRACT, THEY USED ME. THEY TOOK MY MONEY FOR THEIR CAR REPAIRS (and they had two vehicles, yeah, and we had only one, then NONE when we couldn’t afford to fix it. We had to take it off the road, why pay insurance when we couldn’t drive it. Then we couldn’t come up with the repair money OR insurance because we were busy paying back the bank that they money was borrowed from in the first place. And I lost hundreds more dollars in interest and penalties.) THEY STOLE MONEY FROM ME THAT WASN’T EVEN MY MONEY! I HAD BORROWED IT. AND COLBY THE PIG USED THAT MONEY FOR HIS PLEASURE.

 WE WERE COUNTING ON THE LAWYER’S REFUND TO FIX OUR CAR, BUT THANKS TO YOUR LYING, THIEVING PARENTS, “UNCLE” JOHN AND ME WENT FREEZING AT THE BUS STOP.  JOAN HAD A NICE WARM CAR TO DRIVE AROUND IN,  COLBY WAS HAVING FUN AT THE STRIP JOINT WITH MY MONEY, WHILE I WAS LUGGING HEAVY GROCERIES ON THE BUS IN THE SNOW. AND JOHN AND I WERE TAKING THE BUS BACK AND FORTH TO WORK. YEAH, WE GO TO WORK, NOT LIKE SOME LAZY PEOPLE WHO JUST SIT BACK AND WHINE ABOUT THEIR LACK OF MONEY. GET A JOB. SHE IS NOT DISABLED. SHE HAS IRRITABLE BOWEL SYNDROME AND ALLERGIES. IF SHE CAN TYPE AT THE COMPUTER ALL DAY MAKING UP LIES, SHE CAN TYPE FOR A PAYCHECK.

And speaking of stealing, why don’t you tell  people how YOU STOLE THE BEADS OFF MY MOTHER’S WEDDING DRESS. AND IN YOUR BOOK YOU SAY YOU HAD THE DRESS FOR 4 WEEKS, NOPE, IT WAS MORE LIKE 5 YEARS.

So what are going to put in your revised book? mmm? THE DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS YOU HINT AT THAT WE THREE SIPPEL SISTERS ARE AFRAID OF? MMM? Got news for you baby, WE ARE NOT AFRAID OF YOU. GO AHEAD. REVEAL AWAY.

REMEMBER LULU’S IN KITCHENER ONTARIO? 1984? mmmm?

reposting a couple of things January 18, 2010

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At the beginning of December, 2009, I was thinking of moving this blog to another site, and started doing some restructuring here. I have since decided to leave this blog here and will repost all that I took down. First, on my page “our family history of adoption” I have reposted that history. I have also reposted the post “We Remember Our Baby Sister Doris.”

We Remember Our Baby Sister Doris January 18, 2010

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On my page “Our Family History of Adoption,” I tell the story of my mother’s death, my baby sister Doris’ relinquishment to adoption, my father’s remarriage, and our hard growing up. While we growing up, because of my oldest sister’s G.’s remembering of our baby sister, the rest of us kids always knew that we had a baby sister somewhere “out there.” Every January, G. would buy a doll and give it to my father, so he could give it to Doris for her birthday. She doesn’t remember exactly how many years she did this, but by the time she was 16, she had stopped.

When I was around 11 years old in the foster home, I received a new prayer book. This prayer book had printed on it’s inside back cover, a special page. There was a small prayer on top and a blank lines going down the page in a list form. This was where you wrote the name of a person that you wanted to say special prayers for. I had written on my list, assassinated American President John F. Kennedy, the first (and so far, only), Roman Catholic US President. President Kennedy was a big hero for American Catholics. My grandmother had a picture of him hanging up in her kitchen. Black folks have a picture of Martin Luther King on their walls, for Catholics, their hero was Kennedy. He was bigger than John Wayne “The Duke.” When Kennedy was killed, the nuns in my school were all crying. School was let out early. We were sent home. Some smart aleck kid asked Sister what homework should we do. She tearfully said, “Say a rosary for President Kennedy and a rosary for the First Lady.” I also had on my prayer list, Pope John the 23rd, who had died in June 1963, a few months before President Kennedy. I can’t remember all the names on my list, I probably had my father there. But I do know, that on the top of my list, I had written “Doris.” Then I drew a line from the end of her name, leading down to a space at the bottom of the page. I ended that line with an arrowhead, pointing to a phrase I had written. “So Daddy can adopt her back.”

Now if you read my post “Our Family History,” you have read how it was my mother’s sister Catherine and her childhood friend Helen (sister of Doris/Joan’s adoptive father), brought about the idea of Doris/Joan getting adopted. Because of the friendship between these two women, a picture of Joan, when she made her First Holy Communion was given to my Aunt Catherine. Joan says there was a conspiracy of lies and spying on her between the Wheelers and her birth family, and pictures of her were exchanged. There was one picture and ONLY one picture given to her birth family. But here is another example of Joan’s exaggerations and twisting of the truth. Anyway, growing up, my sisters and I would go over to Aunt Catherine’s house and in going thru her boxes of family photos, we saw this picture. In the picture, Joan looks remarkably like my oldest sister G. G. said she knew it wasn’t her, her hair was darker than Joan’s. She says she always suspected it was our lost little sister Doris. For myself, I was so dumb, that I would think it was G.

Now as I said, we never forgot our little sister. Particularly G. She kept questioning Aunt Catherine and finally got some information out of her. Sometime in the summer of 1972, I got a phone call from G. She was at her job at a downtown Buffalo dentist’s office. (Brisbane Building). It was a Tuesday, the dentist did not have patients in on Tuesdays, (and he himself wasn’t there), but the workers had to come in and do paperwork. I went downtown and to the office. Gert told me that the evening before, she had finally gotten out of Aunt Catherine, our little sister Doris’ adopted name. It was Joan Wheeler. But Aunt Catherine refused to give G. an address or any other information. G. asked me “how are we going to find her without her parents name?” I thought about it, and asked if there was a phone book around. I opened it up and went to the Wheeler listings. There were a lot of Wheelers. I asked G. if I could use the phone to make some phone calls. As the other woman working in the office was on her lunch break, and we were alone, G. told me to go ahead. I planned to make as many calls as I could while in the office, calling all the Wheelers listed in the phone book until I got to one that had a Joan living there. I hadn’t watched mystery movies without learning something.

 I started making my calls. Those that had someone home told me I had the wrong number when I asked for Joan. When I got to the first names starting with E, I hit the jackpot. A girl answered the phone. I froze. I knew immediately I hit the motherlode. She sounded exactly like my second oldest sister K. But I had to be sure. I asked for Joan. She said “speaking.” “Joan, this is (I gave a fake name). Where were you at bowling last night? We figured you couldn’t get a babysitter so we just started without you.” The girl said, “what number did you want?” I repeated her number, but changed one of the digits. She said, “oh. No, you got the wrong number.” I apologized and hung up. G. who had heard all this was looking at me. I told her, “That’s her. She sounds exactly like K.” We wrote down the name and address listed in the phone call. Now we knew where our little sister was, and what her new name was. We knew we couldn’t do anything as she was under the age of 18. So we waited.

In early 1974, I was living back at my dad’s house, after 3 years of having my own apartment. In 1970, my father had met a nice woman and they got married in October 1970. She had two girls, aged 10 and 4, and the following year, they had a baby boy. In 1973, my stepmother wanted to go back to work. So I moved back home. I was working the night shift at my job (where I still am). My stepmother worked 3pm – 11pm. And my Dad still had his job at City Hall, but he was no longer working at Sears. With me moving back home, there was an adult present at all times to watch the girls and our baby brother. One day, G. and my older brother Butch came into my bedroom and woke me up. They told me that Doris/Joan’s 18th birthday had just passed. Should we contact her? It was unananimous. We would. We knew we couldn’t tell Dad. We didn’t know much about legal matters in adoption. But we knew enough to know that Dad couldn’t contact her. Now we just had to decide which one of us should contact Joan. I told G. and Butch that it should be G., because she was the oldest. And so she did.

 Now I need to make some refutations about a couple of Joan Wheeler’s statements. After all, that is the purpose of this blog. In several of Joan’s writings, she says she was given up for adoption because she was “unwanted.” This is a lie. My father always wanted her. Her siblings, ME AND MY SISTERS AND BROTHER WANTED HER. Several other times Joan Wheeler has said that we, her sisters blame her for our mother’s death. HOW COULD WE BLAME HER FOR OUR MOTHER’S DEATH WHEN WE KNEW IT WAS CANCER THAT KILLED OUR MOTHER? And if we blamed her for our mother’s death, WHY DID WE ALWAYS REMEMBER HER? WHY WOULD G. TRY TO SEND HER DOLLS FOR HER BIRTHDAY IF WE BLAMED HER FOR OUR MOTHER’S DEATH? WHY WOULD I HAVE WRITTEN HER NAME IN MY PRAYER BOOK FOR PRAYERS AND WRITE “SO DADDY COULD ADOPT HER BACK?” WHY WOULD G. QUESTION OUR AUNT FOR INFORMATION LEADING US TO HER IF WE BLAMED HER FOR OUR MOTHER’S DEATH? WHY WOULD I GO THRU THE PHONE BOOK TO TRACK HER DOWN IF I BLAMED HER FOR MY MOTHER’S DEATH? WHY WOULD WE MAKE PLANS TO CALL HER AND GET HER BACK INTO OUR LIVES IF WE BLAMED HER FOR OUR MOTHER’S DEATH? But this is what Joan does. She lies. She has gotten herself in trouble with each and everyone of us. And instead of owning up to her contributions to our estrangement with her, she makes up stories to cover her own ass. And then she tells everyone what dysfunctional people her birth siblings are. On page 8 of her book Forbidden Family, she relates HER version of the phone call I made to her. She changes the facts. She says she got the call in the evening. WRONG! IT WAS AROUND ONE O’CLOCK IN THE AFTERNOON. She says the caller was obviously drunk. WRONG! I WAS NOT DRINKING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE AFTERNOON. She says the call ended with stupid laughter. WRONG! WHEN I CHANGED THE DIGITS OF HER PHONE NUMBER, AND SHE TOLD ME I HAD THE WRONG PHONE NUMBER, I APOLOGIZED AND HUNG UP. This was a serious attempt to find my lost baby sister. I was calling all the Wheelers in the phone book to find my lost baby sister. I would not be doing this thing while drunk and ending such a serious call with stupid laughter. This labeling of me as “drunk” is another of Joan’s attempts to smear my character. I first read this lie in a 1997 manuscript of her book.  And it was at  the height of her troublemaking against me. And as I said before, she will not own up to HER contributions to her birth siblings not wanting her in their lives. She will not accept responsiblity for her own actions, so to cover her own ass, she will tell people how important she is, how educated she is, how smart she is. And then spread lies about her birth siblings, like they are dysfunctional, they are drunks, they are jealous of her, they blame her for their mother’s death and blah blah blah.

 So I ask you blog readers, those who know Joan, those of you in the adoption reform community, what nice things has she said about her birth siblings? I bet she has filled all your heads with horror stories of how evil and jealous we are. How empty our lives are. And that we hate her and hate her children. ALL LIES AND MISCONCEPTIONS FROM JOAN WHEELER, WHO CONSTANTLY GIVES OUT HER TWISTED VERSION OF THINGS. But didn’t she herself just leave comments on that recent story (November 2009) on ABC News.com about adoption that the reporter twisted her words, and she always had problems with reporters giving their twisted version of what she had said. But this is exactly what Joan does. I have told you about the phone call I made to find her. IT WAS IN THE AFTERNOON, AND I WAS NOT DRUNK, I DID NOT END THE CALL WITH STUPID LAUGHING. I swear to you blog readers on the soul of my son, who I miscarried in June 1985, that I have told you the truth about that phone call. But Joan wants you to read a twisted version of what happened: HER TWISTED VERSION. HER LIE OF WHAT REALLY HAPPENED. In fact, a couple of years ago, someone close to Joan told me that she (Joan) “…is crafty at twisting words.”

More Lies and Twisting of Facts by Joan Wheeler January 16, 2010

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The past couple of days, there have been a couple of interesting items on Joan’s blog.  First, Joan wrote a long article about her adoption. She got a response from someone who really pi$$ed me off. I left this comment on Joan’s blog, but she did not see fit to post it. eh, that’s her right to do so. But here is what I wrote:

Sorry Joan I have no comment to your post. You can delete this if you want. This is NOT harassment. I mean this sincerely. (If you decide to post this, you can edit out this prologue if you want.) I just have an issue with D.V.
D.V.
I take issue with your statement:
“The crux of the matter is that all the people involved in your situatioin were not good human beings.”
Excuse me, my father (Joan’s birth father) was involved. How do you think you have the right to say he is not a good human being? Or even Joan’s adoptive parents? Or even my aunt or her friend? Did you know them personally? How do you dare judge them?
As for your next statement:
“If they were good people they would have understood you, desired to help you.”
Is this not what the adoption reform movement is all about? To educate people on the ramifications of adoption on the adoptee?
D.V., you say that adoption is not the issue and many people have had sh!tty parents, I assume you mean children raised by their biological parents, as opposed to adoptive parents. That is correct in many cases. But sometimes just because a child (at any age) disagrees with their parents, this does not make the parents bad human beings.D.V., we are all human beings on this planet. Not one of us is perfect.
Are you? We all make mistakes. This does not make us a bad human being.
D.V., do YOU understand YOUR parents? Do you understand your next
door neighbor? NO? I would not say that you are not a good human being for not understanding them.
I don’t understand my father. (I understand SOME things about him, but not a whole lot). But I don’t think I am a bad human being. I am flawed. Just like everyone else on this planet. Understanding my father or not, I will not let anyone say he is a bad human being.
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So today she got an email from someone called Lola who reamed Joan out about adoption. I’m not saying whether I agree or disagree with Lola. What pi$$ed me off was Joan’s response to Lola.
Her usual slander and libel against me and my sisters. Saying stuff that now we want to join the adoption reform movement. Because I said this in my comment to D.V.? “Is this not what the adoption reform movement is all about? To educate people on the ramifications of adoption on the adoptee?”
See people, there is absolutely NO pleasing this crazy woman! If I disagree with her, I get slammed. If I agree with her, I get slammed!
I AM NOT JOINING THE ADOPTION REFORM MOVEMENT! I ALWAYS AGREED WITH JOAN ABOUT THE FALSIFICATION OF BIRTH AND BATPISMAL CERTIFICATES. I WAS THE ONE WHO ACCOMPANIED HER TO WGRZ CHANNEL 2 STUDIOS FOR AN INTERVIEW WITH REPORTER RICH KELLMAN IN 1980 ABOUT ADOPTEES BEING REUNITED WITH THEIR BIRTH FAMILIES. I WAS THE IDIOTIC ONE WHO ENCOURAGED HER TO WRITE HER BOOK FULL OF LIES.
In her response to Lola, she says that every word in her book is the truth. LIAR. I have already produced, scanned and posted letters written by Joan herself, and court documents that prove she lies in her book.
Another contradiction by Joan: In her response to Lola, she says that her birth sisters called child abuse and accused her adoptive mother of sexually abusing her grandchildren. But on page 329 in her book, she says the child abuse call was that Joan’s new boyfriend was having sex with Joan in front of her children and her mother allowed it. I have already addressed this issue here on this blog. I am just showing that Joan’s version of the “truth” changes each time she tells it. Because in a letter that she wrote to financial director of my employer (in her attempt to slander me and discredit me in the eyes of my employer), she says that her current boyfriend hurts the children in front of her.
In another letter, the version goes that her boyfriend sexually abuses her daughter.  So which version is the truth? I just listed FOUR DIFFERENT VERSIONS HERE, ALL FROM JOAN’S WRITTEN WORD.

And she can’t even agree on what year this abuse happened! In the book, she says it the call was made in 1993, when the call was acually made in December 1994. She then tells a crazy lie about a 3 month court battle which involved her children. And this court battle took place the summer of 1994. BEFORE the call was actually made! (lol). Then last month, in trying to solicit free legal advice from the internet, she says the 3 month court battle took place in 1997.
Come on Joan, make up your mind! I have already scanned and posted court documents from 1999 that prove there was NO THREE MONTH COURT BATTLE IN EITHER 1993 OR 1994.
And the bottom line: she accuse ME of placing the call, and the “boyfriend” involved is none other my own fiance, now husband. Come on Joan, really! I believe in my heart, but I can’t prove it, that it was Joan herself, who called child abuse on herself, posing as me. The caller identified themself as me, and named my boyfriend. I have already addressed this issue, I have never referred to him as my boyfriend, that is Joan’s terminology. She made this phony child abuse call, in an attempt to break me and my fiance up.

In her response to Lola, she says that family members abused and hurt her children. NO! The only person who hurt her children was JOAN HERSELF BY MAKING THAT PHONY CHILD ABUSE CALL IN A SICK ATTEMPT TO DISCREDIT ME IN THE EYES OF MY FIANCE!
This here blog, is where you will find the truth of Joan’s adoption, her reunion with us, which went bad, and how and why it went bad.
Joan is a pathological liar. She lies so much, she doesn’t even know when she’s doing it.

The Triple Filter Test before saying something about anybody January 16, 2010

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In ancient Greece (469 – 399 BC), Socrates was widely lauded for his wisdom.

One day the great philosopher came upon an acquaintance who ran up to him excitedly and said, “Socrates, do you know what I just heard about one of your students?”

” Wait a moment,” Socrates replied. “Before you tell me I’d like you to pass a little test. It’s called the Triple Filter Test.” “Triple filter?” “That’s right,” Socrates continued. “Before you talk to me about my student let’s take a moment to filter what you’re going to say. The first filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?”

“No,” the man said, “actually I just heard about it and…”

“All right,” said Socrates. “So you don’t really know if it’s true or not. Now let’s try the second filter, the filter of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me about my student something good?”

“No, on the contrary…” “So,” Socrates continued, “you want to tell me something bad about him, even though you’re not certain it’s true?” The man shrugged, a little embarrassed. Socrates continued. “You may still pass the test though,because there is a third filter – the filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me about my student going to be useful to me?” “No, not really…”

 “Well,” concluded Socrates, “if what you want to tell me is neither True nor Good nor even Useful,! why tell it to me at all?” The man was defeated and ashamed. This is the reason Socrates was a great philosopher and held in such high esteem.

Lesson to be learned Ms. Joan M. Wheeler!!!!

reposting 2 comments for ease of reading January 7, 2010

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1. chayelet – January 2, 2010 

 I, too want compensation for Joan Wheeler’s UNAUTHORISED use of MY image on the back of her book. I am in the process of seeking legal advice on this issue, and Ms Wheeler will be hearing from my representatives in due course.I am Chayelet, also known as Kathy/Katherine Inglis,born Katherine Jean Sippel in Buffalo New York State, USA, or as Ms Wheeler puts it-THE ONE IN LIVERPOOL. Be specific, Ms Wheeler, ONE WHAT? Sister, bitch, trouble-maker, harasser, harassee, WHAT IS IT I AM?

 I am the older sister of both Ms Wheeler and Ruth, and I keep myself to myself- I have far better things to do with my precious time than to be even the tiniest bit interested in Ms Wheeler’s life or her well-being.Having said that I do not approve of Ms Wheeler’s attempts to blacken MY NAME, so I have posted a permanent notice to her on my blog, see Chayelet’s blog, here at WordPress.com, and I shall shortly be moving that same notice over here to Ruth’s site. WHICH Liverpool do I live in-there are several Liverpools in the world-one in New York State, one in Ohio, one in Ontario, one in New South Wales, Australia, and one in England-oh, let’s be having it- I admit, I LIVE IN LIVERPOOL, ENGLAND AND HAVE DONE SINCE 1973-there, Ms Wheeler, I’ve called your bluff. And speaking of bluffs, on page 531 of your tome you claim each one of your sisters had something to hide, something they did not want you to write about, and further, that they chose to harass and mock you, so you wrote about it. 1. WHAT’S MY DIRTY LITTLE SECRET, PLEASE TELL ME,AND PROVE IT 2. SHOW ME YOUR PROOF THAT I HAVE EVER HARASSED OR MOCKED YOU

I promise you, Ms Wheeler, I am not the tortured soul you claim I am on page 530. I am a normal, healthy, well-balanced person, healthy in body, mind and spirit. I am at peace with God, the world, even with you, my friend, because I pity you more than despise you.. Believe me, it is only because I AM the healthy soul that I am that I respond to you at all. NOW, LET ME REPEAT-JOAN MARY WHEELER born as DORIS MICHOL SIPPEL IS HERETOFORE PERSONA NON GRATA AS REGARDS MYSELF, KATHERINE JEAN INGLIS, born as KATHERINE JEAN SIPPEL, ALSO KNOWN AS KATHY INGLIS, ALSO KNOWN AS CHAYELET (blog name). HAVE I GOT THIS IN YOUR HEAD MS WHEELER-YOU ARE THE ONE PERPETUATING THIS SITUATION AND I AM CALLING YOU TO A HALT THIS MOMENT-I NEVER HAD AN ARGUMENT WITH YOU, NEVER SHALL, BECAUSE I JUST DON’T CARE ABOUT YOU. YOU WILL NEVER HEAR FROM ME AGAIN, ONLY FROM MY LEGAL REPRESENTATIVES IN ANSWER TO YOUR CONSTANT HARASSMENT AND ABUSE TO ME. SHALOM.

Reply 2. Ruth – January 3, 2010 

 And let me add this: I don’t care about Joan at all either. My sole purpose with this blog is to: GET OUT THE TRUTH BEHIND THE MISREPRSENTATIONS THAT JOAN WHEELER HAS PUT OUT ABOUT MY FAMILY IN HER BOOK AND ON HER BLOG.

Yes, yes, I will admit that on December 18, 2009, when I recieved that book of lies, I was angered by the filthy lies I found in it. Not just about me, but about my father. and other family members. But 2 weeks later, my anger has dissipated. I am now acually laughing at most of her lies. (except the heinous one she tells about my father wanting to bury my mother in the nude, and how she makes a mockery of my miscarriage).

heck, even yesterday evening, when I read her latest tirade on her blog, I was actually laughing. The silliness of it all. This latest tirade is simply that: a tirade. a hissy fit. the little 5 year old throwing a temper tantrum because she cannot get her way: SHE WANTS TO STOP HER THREE OLDER BIRTH SISTERS FROM SPEAKING THEIR MINDS. SHE CANNOT ACHIEVE THIS, AND IT IS KILLING HER. ROFLMAO. cyberspeak for: “roll on floor laughing my arse off”

Open letter to and about Joan Wheeler, from her eldest birth sister Gert McQueen January 7, 2010

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January 2010

Open letter to and about Joan Wheeler, from her eldest birth sister Gert McQueen

SEE END OF THIS POST FOR UPDATED INFORMATION

I am one of the “three Sippel sisters” as Joan calls myself and our other two sisters. We also have a deceased brother. I find it interesting that even though she professes to be a “Sippel” by birth she does not consider her self a “Sippel Sister.” Why is that?

This is to set the record straight about how I have NOT harassed her but about WHAT she has done to my family and myself. I have no secrets, if she thinks there is any pleas, by all means, she should bring them out in the open for Joan shall not blackmail me. She shall not hold me hostage to her emotional imbalance or her distortion of events or her omission of her own transgressions that she did perpetrate to myself and my families, those that I have come from, those I married into and those I gave birth to.

By choice I do not have email and am not connected to the net, that is why I’ve asked Ruth to scan and post this for me. Since Joan posted, without my permission, “all” of my last names and teh city where I live its not difficult for anyone to find me. I’m listed in the phone book, if anyone, out there, is truly interested in knowing more details about Joan’s adoption and reunion, from someone who who actually does remember her as an infanct and who brought about the initial reunion and who has suffred from her meddling interference or wants to know how she really is, feel free to phone me, I have nothing to hide. For I shall not be blackmailed and held hostage! Again it is interesting to note that Joan has no problem in telling the world her family’s names and where they live but I do not know where she lives nor her phone number. If I did know her address and phone I have forgotten them over the years and don’t care to know them or her now. True fact – I have seen and spoken with Joan only three, count them 3, times in the past 27 years. Did you get that? In 27 years I have only had 3 contacts with Joan. I’m really slacking in my harassing her so this is my fourth contract to her.

And yet had the audacity, a couple of months ago, to call her town of Tonawanda NY Police Department (did you get that) to tell them that her sisters, whom she named, where harassing her and telling the police to phone one of them with the trhreat of court action of harassment if they did not leave her alone. Excuse me! And then in recent posts to her internet accounts she wonders why “Gert has backed off…and was only fishing for information a couple of years ago when she asked for her stepmother to phone Joan.” Excuse me! What was I backing off from? Haven’t talked to her in years and that last phone call, can’t even remember the date, sometime 2004, or 05, or 06, was yet another attempt, on my part, to recocile with her. It’s called peace making, settling karma, forgiveness, burying the hatchet, what ever you like but certainly not fishing for information or harassment. But like everything else, Joan is incapable of understanding the other guy and/or minding her own business.

Why, you ask, is it that if it is my choice not to have, nor to want, contract with Joan that I should give a damn about what she has to say? Because she should be ashamed of her self for things she is saying and doing today and others should not be conned nor used by her. She has written the book, well people also need to hear the other side of the story.

Does she forget why I divorced her? Yes, that’s right, I divorced her, by my personal decree, that it is only an accident of birth (the work of the Wyrd Sisters or the Fates) that we both have the same blood parents and, in my opinion, that divorce is still in effect because of her inability to reconcile with me about what she has done to me and my family and her continued hatred for me and our other sisters. If anyone is unfamiliar with the Wyrd Sisters check your European and Classical mythologies.

A synopsis: I have 2 children from a first marriage, remarried in 1980 and my second husband wanted to adopt my children who were young teenagers. Because of their ages they had to give their permission to be adopted. My daughter was going through the usual teenage “identity crisis,” did not want to be adopted; she also was having issues with her natural father and it was deemed best that she not be adopted. None-the-less she was treated as if she was by her stepfather. During this time period I was paying $s for professional counseling as any family would to gain tools to keep the family together.

During the adoption procedures we had to go through many examinations by the adoption authorities and were found fit for adopting my son. Joan in her adoption zeal became abusive towards me because of the first two pieces of paper I had to sign for adopting my own son. On the first paper I signed, I, the birth mother relinquished my parental rights for said child. On the second paper I signed, I, the birth mother became the foster mother of said child. On the third I signed, I, the birth/foster mother became the adopted mother of said child. The said child was 16 years old and never left my home or heart! But Joan argued with me to the point of calling me an unfit mother and I had to kick her out of my home.

Then Joan, with another sister of mine, whom BTW has long ago, made amends, apologized to me for her involvement and whom I have forgiven, began interfering in my and my husband’s parental authority with my minor children. Joan told my 14-year-old daughter that she did not have to listen to her mother, that it was okay for to have a mixed racial sexual relationship, against my parental authority and encouraged my daughter to run away and lied to family and police about my daughter’s whereabouts. When we found my daughter, she said she was abused and raped. My husband and I were labeled child abusers and rapists and put on the NY State Child Abuse List. My child was taken from me. Then they sued me for custody of my chold. I asked for a home study to be done on both my sisters and they were found to be unsuitable to have a 14 year old in their custody.

I had to endure a year of investigations and an 8-hour hearing that produced a 16-page document that proved our innocence saying that everything my husband and I did was to protect my minor child from harming herself. But the damage was done. I placed my daughter in foster care and gave her legal freedom at age 17. My family was destroyed. My marriage broke up; no one in the family could believe that such a thing could happen. My son and daughter’s relationship has never been the same and my daughter has been estranged from many family members for decades. This is why I divorced Joan and left the city of Buffalo NY in 1982.

the following paragraph is highlighted to show Joan’s hatred of anyone’s religion.

Ten years later, in 1992, our brother came home for a visit and there was an opportunity, I thought, to reconcile with Joan, put it behind us and move on. During the visit I shared with my sisters my finding of and involvement in a reawakening movement of Northwestern European ancestral folk religion and in particular Anglo-Saxon Theodish Belief. I had explained all this to our father a couple of years before. He asked me if I was happy in my choice of religious expression and when I said yes he said that is all that matters. But to Joan my religion was wrong. Unbeknown to me she went to our father’s home and complaining to him that there was “something wrong with Gert’s mental health because of the religion she is into.” Our father kicked her out of his home. When I heard about that I said okay she and I were still divorced.

I was very much involved in the devolpment of Theodish Belief, from 1990 until I retired in 2000, including publishing a full-scale international magazine 4 times a year for 7 years, writing several booklets of my own, editing and publishing the works of several authors and am still considered one of the prime leaders of the whole Heathen movement. You can find my and others’ works on the net.

Interestingly, our brother knew and loved our ancestral Old Gods and Goddesses long before I did and when he died I wrote and circulated among many of the leaders who knew us both a “memory boast.” There’s a Heathen verse that says:

Cattle die, kinsmen die, you too shall die, and the only thing that remains is your reputation.

Think about it!

I didn’t speak with Joan for another 10 or 15 years, can’t remember when it was 2004, 05, 06, doesn’t matter, but I was at our father’s home in Buffalo, and again I thought perhaps Joan would be willing to have a decent conversation that could lead to reconciliation. I thought it was important to settle the karma while one can, none of us is getting any younger. I asked if someone would place the call to her, I never had the number, Joan and I had a nice conversation and she told me was a Unitarian Universalist. She knew that I had given some lectures at the Watertown Church. Don’t remember much more of that conversation thinking that is all I could do. That was the third and last time I spoke with Joan.

But seeing some of her commments recently on the web, I wonder if she really understands anything. She really ought to read and understand the Unitarian Univeralist mission statement. They recognize the worth of every individual’s choice of expression in the divine. Joan does not adhere to that because she is a bigot. She condemns my religious expression. Why? I have for decades studied and practiced many religious traditions to learn from them. I wonder, is there a relgion that I should be practicing that Joan would approve of?

Since that last conversation I had with Joan, our father has told me that over recent years Joan had helped him with rides to doctors and such. About a year or so ago he told me that Joan started to complain to him that he doesn’t help her with gas money and thinks of her as a taxi and that her car needs repairs and he ought to give her money to fix it. he gave her some “taxi” money, told her he doesn’t need her services, the car is her responsibility to fix, that if she doesn’t have money she should get a job and that it is best that they don’t “see” each other. Joan currently has been writing that her natural father, my father, is dying. He’s dying the same as all of us are. He is not on the deathbed.

Joan ought to be ashamedof her self for misrepresenting our father and his condition.

Joan ought to be ashamed of her self for the way she talks about her adoptive family and in particular her adoptive mother who probably really is on the deathbed.

Joan ought to learn about death and dying. The one thing elderly and the dying don’t need is stress, arguments, being forced to account for their decisions in their lives or have other unsavory conditions placed upon them. Joan is doing much damage here. Shame on you Joan.

Joan is doing soul damage to those who have passed on; like not honoring our mother and her memory and to those that are aging like our father and those that are in the final end of days of their life like her adoptive mother. Shame on you Joan. I work with Hospice. I tend to those that are dying and know what I say here.

Joan is a soul vampire she sucks the energy out of people and eats their souls. You think I jest? Ask anyone in her families, birth or adoption, and they will tell you all kinds of horrors they have suffered. Shame on you Joan.

I can forgive Joan for what she did to my family but only if she can forgive herself is she stops her hatred for others and me. The one thing that forgiveness doesn’t mean is to forget. I shall never forget what she did and therefore shall never trust her again and true to her nature she is still falsely accusing me of things and misrepresenting other situations. There’s a great wisdom: one cannot have a conversation, or a constructive argument, with a drunk or a mentally disturbed person.

Joan get some help and humility before it is too late. Another Heathen wisdom: You Are Your Deeds!

Your sister, Gert

UPDATE SEPT 2017;

I’m updating with links to my second blog and a Facebook page wherein I expose AGAIN the lies, fabrications and hate that Joan M Wheeler (Doris Michol Sippel) says about me and family. The first book Forbidden Family, A Half Orphan’s Account of Her Adoption, Reunion and Social Activism‘ was published in 2009 but then was pulled from publication by the publisher in May 2011, for libelous material within the book. Then in 2015, she ‘self-published’ a ‘revised’ version calling it ‘Forbidden Family, an adoptee duped by adoption’. This woman has no shame no sense of family honor! Then in 2016 Joan changed her name back to her birth name and rewrote and republished the SAME crap in another book; a Third edition! CALLED ‘Forbidden Family: An Adopted Woman’s Struggle for Identity’! Talk about conning people!

https://gertmcqueen.wordpress.com/   this blog is titled Reclaiming the Sippel-Herr Family Honor

https://gertmcqueen2.wordpress.com/

this blog’s title/sub title is… DUPED BY ADOPTION & AN WOMAN’S STRUGGLE FOR IDENTITY, A BOOK STUDY an in-depth analyzes of the books called Forbidden Family; My Life as an Adoptee Duped by adoption & An Adopted Woman’s Struggle for Identity by Joan M Wheeler/Doris M Sippel.

Also see this Facebook page

https://www.facebook.com/dupedbyadoptionStruggleforIdentity1/

In addition…see the ‘discussion’ forums, on Amazon, for two of the books. The first book has one review and several comments related.

Forbidden Family: My Life as an Adoptee Duped by Adoption forum

https://www.amazon.com/Forbidden-Family-Adoptee-Duped-Adoption/forum/Fx16ZHWP5PQHHCK/-/1/ref=cm_cd_fp_rvt?_encoding=UTF8&asin=B00X520CGW

Joan Mary Wheeler forum 

https://www.amazon.com/gp/forum/cd/forum.html/ref=cm_cd_rvt?ie=UTF8&cdForum=Fx3T0YAD0KXNPP5

review of first book and 4 comments

https://www.amazon.com/Forbidden-Family-Joan-M-Wheeler/dp/1412061547

 

 

 

happy birthday, not January 7, 2010

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so here I am, on my lunch break. ON MY PERSONAL LAPTOP my little Acer Aspire One Netbook. Bonnie brought in blueberry muffins. Laura brought in some chicken soup. And I just finished my third cup of coffee. After this, and I send off an email, I’m gonna put my feet up, go to my music file. I might listen to Bliss by David Young, It’s always a nice album to listen to while I take a quick snooze.Andreas Vollenweider is also good to listen to.

Next weekend I need to go to Borders to get my monthly fix of sci-fi and Witchy/Pagan magazines. John’s Heavy Metal mag should be out too. While I’m there, I’ll sit at Border’s Cafe and get a cappucino and drag out my Acer. Hook it up to Border’s complimentary wireless internet. I might troll on over to The Nameless One’s blog. The IP address will show up as coming from Borders. lol. Do you think she will accuse me of hacking into Borders computers to troll her site. Darn right she will.  Her day is not complete unless she accuses me of something.  sad, very sad. that her life is made up of little vignettes of Ruth’s bad behaviour.

I think she’s gone senile in her old age. lol

lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol

laughing at the stupidity of some people.

Joan Wheeler, coward. Won’t stand by what she says. January 5, 2010

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Joan Wheeler, coward. Won’t stand by what she says.

At 10:00 this morning I saw where she amended her Attention Adoption Reformers post that she put out a couple of days ago, where she was “warning” adoption reformers that I, and my sisters are trolling their sites. (which we are not). Her original post contained mine and my sisters full names and the cities of our residences.

The amendment I saw this morning contained my online screen name and my employer. She also accused me, for the internet to see, of using my employer’s equipment to do this trolling. I found this out by googling my own name!

I fired off a complaint to startlogic. And because I am not a coward, and I STAND BY WHAT I SAY, I posted my entire complaint to startlogic, right here on this blog (see Attention Adoption Reformers Part 3).  Boy is google fast! Almost right away, when I googled my name again, my blog post containing my complaint showed up on google search results.

After watching Young and the Restless, I had some errands to do. I got home around 4:30pm. Balanced my checkbook, as I used my debit card twice today. Then I turned on my computer and went online. Guess what people? Joan’s whole post where she named me and my sisters and accused me of using my employer’s equipment is GONE!

 Coward Joan. You saw that I complained to startlogic and to cover your tracks, you deleted your post. COWARD.      And very stupid. Deleting the post from your blog, didn’t delete it from the internet. It’s still there on google search.

What are you scared of Joan?

Oh I like that new stuff you put on your sidebar: trying to elicit sympathy by saying how you have been mocked, abused, discredited. Whoa! Wait a minute! Who has discredited you? Me? How? By telling the truth in this blog? By scanning and posting actual letters that I wrote? By scanning and posting actual letters that YOU wrote? By scanning and posting actual court documents that prove that YOU are a liar?

No, Joan, tis not I who has discredited you. You have been discredited by: YOURSELF! Your own words, in harassing and lying letters to me. Court documents that PROVE  that YOU are a liar, when you say that I was arrested and put on probation. Proof in black and white.

Go ahead, backtrack all you want little coward. Because that’s all a lying, sniveling little bully like you can do.

Attention Adoption Reformers – Part 3 January 5, 2010

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Do you want know what kind of slimeball Joan Wheeler is? Well she’s a liar. She says that thru MY complaints her blogs at blogspot and wordpress were shut down. NO. I NEVER LODGED A COMPLAINT AGAINST HER. BUT I DID TODAY AND I HAVE THE GUTS TO STAND BY WHAT I SAY AND POST IT, IN IT’S ENTIRITY FOR YOU ALL TO SEE. Do you people see what a creep she is? I have worked at my job for 37 years. I abide by their rules. And what does Joan do? Blithly puts out this crap. She tried to get me fired once before. It didn’t work then, it won’t work now. Joan, you idiot. They can trace every keystroke. They know what I’m doing and what I’m NOT doing. All you are doing is showing everyone what a spiteful little snot you are. GROW UP! 53 GOING ON 8.  And you watch. If she is told to remove that post, or gets shut down, she will blame—ME.  Nevermind, that it is because she didn’t abide by the rules and regulations of the webhost. She will refuse to take responsiblity for her actions and shift the blame onto me. Because this is what she does over and over again.

In the complaint I sent to startlogic, I do give out my name and employer, and put it here. If you go to my page to visit me at my other websites, I freely give out my screen name of LadyMoondancer. I also invite people to my facebook and myspace pages. At my facebook page, I had already listed my employer, and my name Ruth Sippel Pace is right there on this blog. I have nothing to hide. What I am objecting to is Joan Wheeler’s purpose of giving out my name and employer FOR THE SOLE PURPOSE OF GIVING OUT PERSONAL INFORMATION OF MINE AS A MEANS OF HARASSING ME. And Joan’s sole purpose of telling people that I am using my employer’s equipment for personal use, is to try to get me in trouble with my employer. She tried it once before in 1994 and 1995. She is evil to the core.

to legal@startlogic.com:

I wish to lodge a complaint against Joan Wheeler who has the domain of forbiddenfamily.org through startlogic.  

Joan Wheeler is my birth sister who was given up for adoption after the death of our mother. She has written a book, Forbidden Family, which is supposed to be about her adoption and her efforts to reform adoption law. Instead, it is a book of ridiculous lies.

Her website through you is to promote her book, and she uses is as attacks against me, and my other two sisters Kathy Inglis and Gertrude McQueen.

Last month, on December 7, 2009, she published our full names and our cities of residence. Two days later, she “password protected” the post that contain this information. She also named my employer, Buffalo General Hospital.

A couple of days ago, in a post entitled “Attention Adoption Reformers” she posted this information again, accusing me and my sisters of trolling thru various adoption reform blogs and websites. This is a falsehood, and besides, my oldest sister, Mrs. McQueen doesn’t even own a computer.

This morning, I googled my name to find another breach of privacy of me, by Joan Wheeler. Apparently, she amended her post, adding my web screenname of LadyMoondancer, and stating that I use my employer’s computers to troll websites.

This is an accusation that is out there for the entire internet to see, and could get me in trouble with my employer.

My employer, in it’s medical library, has several computers that are designated for employees to use. They also provide us with complimentary wireless internet. There are also many computers throughout the hospital that we may NOT use for personal use.  I have my own personal netbook, an Acer Aspire One, that I use before I clock in, and on my lunch break. I do NOT use my employer’s work-related computers to “troll” Ms. Wheeler’s friend’s websites. Ms. Wheeler saw the IP address of my laptop, via my employee’s complimentary wireless, and ASSUMES that I am using hospital equipment. Then spreads this information all over the internet.

 I am asking you to stop Ms. Wheeler from doing this. And to stop her from naming my employer on her startlogic website. I also ask that you contact google and have that cached information removed.

 Thank you very much for your assistance

 Ruth B. Pace

The Three Sippel Sisters as named in the book – just for fun. January 4, 2010

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Joan names her three birth sisters, The Three Sippel Sisters, Irma,  Edith, and Brenda in her book. These names are unfamiliar to us.  I have come up with some characters  with whom we can identify with.

This is Edith Sidebottom, (aka former Liverpudlian Michael Hurst) who appeared in 3 episodes of Hercules the Legendary Journeys as The Widow Twanky. The Widow Twanky is an accomplished dance teacher, choreographer and charm school mistress.

for more information on this amazing woman and her alter-ego the Widow Twanky go to : http://www.michaelhurstnow.com/con2009LA.html

to see this marvelous woman in action, you can see the video “Widow Twanky’s Song” on Youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JuB8gebM0p0   from there you can see other Widow Twanky videos.  Be sure to check out the Widow Twanky’s Dance Training video, where she  tutors Hercules and Altheia. There’s even Herc’s and Altheia’s performance in the Dance Competition.

Joan names me Brenda in her book. Thank you Joan! One of my childhood heroines was Brenda Starr, reporter. This lady had class! And even has red hair like me! (I used to be a mousy brown – mousy, Joan, not dark brown – geez, can you EVER get ANY thing right?), but now I am a red head – thanks to Lady Clairol!  I’ve got comics books, fashion dolls, even Brooke Shields played me in a movie!

Speaking of comic strips, I remember reading a comic book called My Friend Irma when I was a little kid. Irma started out on radio and made it to TV. There were even a couple of movies about her. Joan names the eldest Sippel Sister as Irma.  While in real life, my eldest sister is not a blonde, nor dumb (far from it),  My Friend Irma seems a nice comic character to represent her.

 

PS from Gert Sept 14, 2012…I have forgotten on great this post was…is…great

attention adoption reformers part 2 January 3, 2010

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Here is another example of Joan’s LIES. Joan’s blog on wordpress was not shut down by wordpress. If you go to her blog, you get the message that the blog was deleted by the author. NOT by the webhost.  http://halforphan56.wordpress.com/articles/

She then BY HER OWN CHOICE, decided to get her own domain, which she was willing to pay for, because she said she “WOULD NOT BE CENSORED.” WHY THEN DOES SHE WANT TO CENSOR ME? Why is she afraid of the truth? I’m not. And why is blaming me and my sisters for HER decision to obtain a paying website.  Fact of internet life Joan: when you use a free webservice, you are subject to THEIR rules, not Ruth’s Rules. If you violate those rules, you get censored. I don’t know what you did to get wordpress mad at you. go ask them. I’m just trying to write my blog here, and abide by the rules of wordpress.com.  Because I respect my site’s host’s rules and regulations. If I make a mistake, and they delete one of my posts, I will ask them what I did wrong, so I DO NOT REPEAT MY MISTAKE. This is how we as human beings grow and learn, by taking responsiblity for our mistakes and  learning from our mistakes. We’re all human, we will all screw up. I have put my foot in my mouth in real life and cyber life many times. But I always take my lumps and don’t pawn the blame off on somebody else. JOAN: YOU TYPED WHAT YOU PUT ON YOUR BLOG, NOT ME. NOT MY SISTERS. SO KEEP THE BLAME WHERE IT BELONGS: ON YOURSELF.

 What happened was: Joan on her “adoption reform blog” made an erroneous statement about the Jewish holiday of Yom Kippur. Someone posted a comment and told her she had made a mistake in one of her statements, and corrected her. Joan left the comment, and after seeing the email, saw it was from our sister in England. She then sent her a nice email, stating “I always knew we would get reconnected again.” or words to that effect. Two days later, Joan removed my sister’s comment and nastily said that her blog was for adoption reform NOT for religous debates. What happened in those two days? NOTHING! And if her blog is only for adoption reform, why was she posting things about religion? she also showed her religious bigotry in an old post on her blogspot blog when she attacked “pagan values” knowing full well that her oldest birth sister (and me) are pagan.

For some reason, wordpress.com deleted Joan’s post about Yom Kippur. Because Joan didn’t like that, she started her other blog. Why was her blog at blogspot shut down? I DON’T KNOW. I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT. Joan’s blog at wordpress.com was shut down over a month ago. yesterday, on January 2, 2010, she says that I have complained to wordpress about her “AGAIN.” Why would I do that? She no longer has her blog at wordpress. This makes no sense! Why would I complain to wordpress.com if she no longer has a blog at wordpress.com?

Joan, please, stop. Your hatred of me and my sisters is making you say stupid things. Are you capable of putting together a sentance that makes sense? Because you just showed the whole internet that you just blithly keep making accusations against your birth sisters with no justifications, no reason, no sense, no logic. You keep making accusations just because we are telling the truth, and YOUR lies and YOUR misdeeds are now coming to light. I don’t know why your mother is afraid of me. I didn’t do anything to her. I don’t know why you are afraid of me. What is your problem? As for your children thinking that I am scum of the earth – that is because YOU brainwashed them. but why don’t you tell your adoption reform friends, how three years ago, I connected with your daughter via myspace and we had a nice “penpal” relationship? I terminated it in November (to keep peace between you and me, and to keep your daughter out of our feud) 2009, because of YOUR verbal abuse of me over the telephone when I called you to inform you of a relative’s death. Why don’t you tell the truth about that phone call? mmm? Yes, I got the number from my father. I called him to tell him aunt Doris died. I asked if he had your number. Because I knew that just a couple of months prior, he had to throw you out of his house.

When I called, he sounded tired. To spare him a phone call, I called you. And you started screaming like a banshee. Can you not keep a civil tongue in your head? The obscenities! Yet in your blog, you tell the world that I use swear words in my normal speech. How dare you?
Anyway, yes my father gave me your number and I shredded the piece of paper I wrote it on. Believe me, don’t believe me, I don’t care what you think. I only care about you NOT LYING about me. I emailed your daughter, apologizing for upsetting you.

Oh, but I’m such a bitch, ain’t I? lol. I told her that it was NOT my intent to upset you, that I made a mistake in judgement. I WAS NOT INTERFERING WITH YOUR LIFE OR TRYING TO WEASEL MY WAY INTO YOUR LIFE? WHY WOULD I WANT TO BE PART OF YOUR LIFE? YOU ARE ABUSIVE TO ME! I DON’T WANT YOU IN MY LIFE. I DON’T WANT TO BE IN YOUR LIFE. We are connected by blood. We share family members. We will always run into each other. I have been cordial to you. In the airport September 2, 2003, waiting to go to our brother’s funeral, I WAS NOT THINKING ABOUT YOU! YOU ARE NOT THAT IMPORTANT TO ME! IF I LOOKED UPSET, YEAH, MY BROTHER JUST DIED. On July 21, 2003, my husband’s maternal grandfather died. On July 28, 2003, my mother-in-law died, On August 4, 2003. my cousin died, on August 19, my ex-husband and still good friend died. And on September 1, 2003, my brother died. I was going in and out of the airport TO SMOKE! Yet in your book, you say there was tension in the airport.

What the f are you talking about? Your boyfriend was there. Did you think I was going to jump on you and beat you up? JOAN, YOU ARE NOT THAT IMPORTANT TO ME. YOU ARE NOT WORTH ME GOING TO JAIL OVER. SO GET OVER IT. My god woman, I even left my carryon baggage near YOU, because in a silly way, I STILL TRUSTED YOU, THAT IF I WAS OUTSIDE SMOKING, OR IN THE BATHROOM, NO ONE WOULD STEAL IT. Then again, the snake you are, you probably would have left somebody steal it.

As for your threats of revealing the secrets that I and my sisters have, GO AHEAD! WHAT SECRETS ARE YOU HINTING AT IN YOUR O-SO-PROFESSIONAL BOOK? What a professional, you showed your readership what a nasty slimeball you are. That you know secrets about your sisters and will reveal them. I’M CALLING IN YOUR BLUFF LITTLE GIRL. REVEAL AWAY! AND SINCE MY OLDEST SISTER GERT HAS NO COMPUTER, SHE HAS AUTHORIZED ME TO SAY THIS: REVEAL HER SECRET AS WELL!
WE THREE SIPPEL SISTERS SHALL NOT BE HELD HOSTAGE BY YOU JOAN. IF YOU THINK YOU HAVE A HOLD OVER US,BY ALL MEANS, REVEAL IT.

WE WILL NOT BE BLACKMAILED BY YOUR SILLINESS AND YOUR LIES. YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY? THEN SAY IT!

AS FOR YOUR REPEATED ACCUSATIONS OF OUR INTERFERENCE WITH YOU AND YOUR FAMILY, WOULD YOU KINDLY TELL US WHAT THEY ARE? ALL YOU KEEP SAYING IS *whine* “they keep bothering me.” *whine* BE SPECIFIC. GIVE DETAILS. INQUIRING MINDS WANT TO KNOW. (ME TOO). I sure would like to know what I’ve done, since November 3, 2009. And the last time I saw you was April 9, 2004. And NO, I was NOT warned at the birthday party. By whom Joan? YOU?

NO, no, no. what happened was: this was just after I booted you off my website (and as the webmistress, I had every right to do so). Why? Because you acted like an idiot again. At the party, everything was just fine. I was sitting in the living room with my stepmother. You were on the way out the door, and instead of keeping the peace, you just HAD to start your sh!t again. You turned to me, and said “Ruth, we have to talk.” I said nothing. You said nothing further. You turned and went out the door. OH MY GOD, I WAS JUST WARNED. yeah, warned that YOU wanted to talk to me again.

And liar, tell them the last contact we had in December 2004. I sent you a letter BEGGING FOR MONEY. My house was being foreclosed for back taxes. Due to my husband’s open heart surgery on September 24, 2003, we fell behind. YOU STILL OWE ME MONEY FROM WHEN YOU STOLE FROM ME IN 1990, ALMOST $900.00. I asked you for even 10 bucks. What did you do Joan? You tried to pull me into court for harrassment. And the court denied your claim, because they read my letter, and saw that it was not a harrassment letter, but a plea for help. So much for YOUR INTEGRITY AND HONESTY JOAN.
YOU ARE A FILTHY LIAR, AN ABUSIVE PERSON.
People reading this: I NOT WANT JOAN IN MY LIFE. I DO NOT WANT TO BE IN HER LIFE. The only thing I am doing is standing up for myself and my family and calling Joan out on the carpet for her lies about me and my family.

Attention Adoption Reformers part 1 January 2, 2010

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Attention Adoption Reformers

The purpose of my blog, Refuting the book Forbidden Family by Joan Wheeler is NOT to harass Joan, but to set forth the true record of our reunion. And to set straight some rotten lies Joan has put forth in her book about my father, myself, and other members of my family.

Joan has put out an announcement on her blog that her 3 birth sisters are trolling adoption reform sites. She asks you NOT to post our comments.

WHAT COMMENTS??
 I wrote only one, count them: ONE to the Daily Bastardette over a month ago. The owner of that site did not post my comment. So be it, that was her right. I HAVE NEVER COMMENTED ON HER BLOG AGAIN. AND HAVE NEVER COMMENTED ON ANY OTHER ADOPTION REFORM BLOG EVER! AND NEITHER HAVE MY SISTERS. My oldest sister DOES NOT EVEN HAVE A COMPUTER, SO HOW IS SHE TROLLING YOUR BLOGS? As for the internet: if you have a blog, is it not for the purpose of people reading it? If you put something out on the internet, and someone reads it, what the heck are you complaining about Joan? I know for a fact that Joan reads my blog. Do you see me having a hissy fit? The only other comment I wrote was ONE comment on the CBS News site in answer to the article “Adoptees Face Sting of Discrimination.” Again, setting the record straight in a couple of things Joan put forth in 4 different comments she put in answer to the article.

Excuse me, Joan, do you own CBS News’ website? A discussion forum is just for that purpose: a discussion. You put forth YOUR viewpoint, I have the FREEDOM OF SPEECH to put forth MY viewpoint. Do you own the internet? Who do you think you are telling people NOT to publish any comments I write? These people have brains of their own. If they want to publish ANY comment, it is THEIR choice to post them. Stop trying to censor the internet. And again, I AM NOT GOING TO ADOPTION REFORM BLOGS AND POSTING ANYTHING!

Owners of adoption reform sites: if you get a comment, it is NOT from me, nor my sisters. It is probably JOAN WHEELER IN DISGUISE.
Think she is not capable of this? She has done it in the past. If you get a comment that is signed by me, or my sisters, please email me and let me know. Try to get the IP address or their email to verify the person. Let me know of any email addresses you get claiming to be from me. I will contact the server of said email address and file identity theft charges of ANYONE WHO IS SETTING UP EMAIL ADDRESSES IN MY NAME OR MY SISTERS’ NAMES FOR THE SOLE PURPOSE OF DOING WHAT JOAN WHEELER IS ACCUSING US OF!

GOT THAT JOAN? IF YOU IMPERSONATE ME ON THE INTERNET YOUR SORRY BUTT WILL GO TO JAIL!  internet hosts of email addys will be notified that I, Ruth Pace have not signed up for email addresses thru them. They will investigate and law enforcement will trace these phoney email addresses to YOUR house ad you will be prosecuted for identity theft. I am not playing with you.

As a matter of fact, Joan, the above statement WILL be posted to various adoption reform sites to warn them against YOU.

 I promise you adoption reform people,  that I, Ruth Sippel Pace am NOT POSTING COMMENTS ON YOUR SITES. And neither are my sisters. Joan has posed as me in the past. In December 1994, a call was made to child abuse. The caller identified themself as Ruth Sippel (me) and said that my boyfriend John abuses Joan’s daughter. First, I am not going to make a phony child abuse call and tell them my name. Second, why would I call and identify my FIANCE (not boyfriend) as a molester. Third, how I know Joan made this call? In her book, she keeps referring to both my husbands as my live-in BOYFRIENDS. Somewhere in this blog here, I correct her: From 1975-1985, yes, I lived with my first HUSBAND. We were not legally married, but were married in our hearts. Whenever we went somewhere, I introduced him as my HUSBAND. Same thing as with John. We moved in together in 1987, got legally married in 2002. From 1987, I referred to John as my HUSBAND. I have never referred to him as my BOYFRIEND. He is not a boy. He is a man. It is JOAN who keeps referring to them as my BOYFRIENDS. So in 1994, when the child abuse call was made, it is JOAN’S way of referring to John: MY BOYFRIEND. So now you know what a snake you have as an adoption reform friend.
     She also sent me a letter in 1993. The envelope, in her clear handwriting, was addressed to me. Inside, however, was a letter addressed to “Dear John” The printing was all messed up. Like an adult, trying to print like a child. But the T’s, the A’s, the R’s, and the E’s are ALL Joan’s. The letter was supposedly written by her then 10 year old son, written to his “Uncle” John.” But if he was writing to his uncle, he would have written “Dear UNCLE John.” That letter is posted right here on this blog under the category “letters and stuff.”

Adoption Reform People, I, and my sisters,  DO support your adoption reform, believe or not. We recognize that falsifying birth and baptismal records needs to stop. JOAN WHEELER IS LYING TO YOU WHEN SHE SAYS THAT I, AND MY SISTERS ARE MAKING A MOCKERY OF YOUR HARD WORK TO REFORM ADOPTION LAWS AND CUSTOMS. The only thing that we are “guilty” of is NOT SHARING YOUR ZEAL! And just because we do not share your zeal, we do not and NEVER HAVE made a mockery of it.

Joan keeps saying that I am invading her privacy by having this blog. WHAT INFORMATION HAVE I PUT OUT? THE NAME OF HER BOOK AND HER NAME AS AUTHOR? is this not all over the internet and at amazon.com anyway? I have not put out ANY of Joan’s personal information. But she continues to post MY NAME AND MY SISTERS’ NAMES AND CITY OF RESIDENCE ON HER BLOG, AND EVEN NAMES MY EMPLOYER!

Joan keeps saying that she has not any contact with her sisters for years. This is a lie. Joan and I reconnected in 2003 after the death of our brother. I TRIED to have a family website that we could share in, and perhaps heal our relationship. NOPE. True to form, during an illness of mine, and I was not on the internet, Joan got impatient that I did not respond to a post she made and fired off a nasty email, accusing me of plotting against her. Even tho my best friend had nothing to do with the website, and Joan and I had not had ONE conversation about her from September 2003 – January 2004, Joan’s email contained garbage about my friend. So I kicked her off the website. Joan in her book tells a completely different story about it. LIES.  I have scanned and posted the actual printouts of the email exchange I had with Joan and her boyfriend March 31, 2004. right here in this blog, which is all about telling the public what a liar Joan Wheeler is. BLACK AND WHITE EVIDENCE THAT SHE IS A LIAR.

See for yourselves. I am not making any of this up. I am only scanning and posting actual letters from me and Joan. Court documents that back ME up. Joan lies and tells you good people that I am a bitch. I was placed on probation, I was arrested, I called child abuse on her, and blah blah blah.
She is only throwing a hissy fit, because she knows the truth of what I say. She knows the truth of what I am writing here on this blog. She wants to shut me up. But she says she is for free speech and is against censorship? Why then is she trying to censor me?
FOR THE RECORD:
I, AND MY SISTERS HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH HER TWO PREVIOUS BLOGS BEING SHUT DOWN!
Joan loves to blame ME for everything bad in her life. If she has a flat tire, I must have done it.
I DID NOT SHUT DOWN HER BLOGSPOT BLOG. I WROTE NO COMPLAINT. I DID NOT SHUT DOWN HER WORDPRESS BLOG. I WROTE NO COMPLAINT.
Set up a lie detector test. I will take it.
THERE IS NO WAY I CAN SHUT DOWN ANYBODY’S BLOG. I DO NOT HAVE THE AUTHORITY TO DO SO. ONLY THE WEBHOST CAN DO THAT. IF YOUR BLOG GOT SHUT DOWN, WRITE THEM AN EMAIL AND ASK WHY. AND JOAN, WHEN YOU GET YOUR ANSWER, PLEASE SHARE IT WITH EVERYONE, UNCHANGED, BUT I DON’T TRUST YOU.

BY THE WAY, JOAN, I MEAN IT. YOU USED MY PICTURE ON THE BACK OF YOUR BOOK WITHOUT MY PERMISSION. I WANT COMPENSATION FROM ALL YOUR SALES. GET A LAWYER. CALL THE POLICE. I’M CALLING IN YOUR BLUFF RIGHT HERE AND NOW!

YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS INVADING PEOPLE’S PRIVACY. YOU CHOSE TO WRITE THAT LYING BOOK. NOW TAKE THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR ACTIONS.

BY THE WAY GOOD READERS AND ADOPTION REFORM PEOPLE: Joan Wheeler in her book tells of an incident where Dr. Rene Hoksbergen came to my house and met me and my HUSBAND (not boyfriend) John in 1989, and that I screamed at him.
Go ahead, ask Dr. Hoksbergen about this: he will tell you that THIS IS A LIE. BECAUSE HE NEVER CAME TO MY HOUSE, HE NEVER MET JOHN, AND I NEVER SCREAMED AT HIM!

But this man, is Joan’s MENTOR and the author of the foreword of her book? Do you see how the snake turns?

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